Rolling Down To Old Maui Chords by Stan Rogers

_ It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whaler men _ undergo
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done How hard the winds did blow
Cause we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground With a good ship taut and free
And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of Old Maui
Rolling down to Old Maui Me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui
We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui
_ Once more we sail with the northerly gale Through the ice and wind and rain
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands We soon shall see again
_ Six hellish months we've passed away On the cold Kamchatka Sea
But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui
Rolling down to Old Maui Me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui _
We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old _ Maui
Once more we sail with the northerly gale Towards our island home
Our main mess sprung, our whaling done And we ain't got far to roam
Our _ stunsel bones is carried away What care we for that _ sound?
A living gale is after us Thank God we're homeward bound
Rolling down to Old Maui Me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui
We're _ homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui
_ How soft the breeze through the island trees Now the ice is far _ astern
Them native maids, them tropical glades Is awaiting our return
Even now their big brown eyes look out Hoping some fine day to see
_ Our baggy sails running for the gales Rolling down to Old Maui
_ Rolling down to Old _ Maui Me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui
_ We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui _
Rolling down to Old Maui Me boys rolling down to Old Maui
_ We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old _ [G] _ Maui _
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